[Redman] come!!!!! [Marley] Play this song on fuckin radio, play this song on your fuckin radio [Verse 1: Man] Oh no, another flow lyrica fo' If it deep, jump in feet first then hold yo' nose I'm a beast when you step on my toe you my whistle 'em hoe, you see my pistol lettin it go I couldn't to do a song right, hardly 'gon do ya wrong to party, Meth, Stephen Marley and Jr. Gong So selecta, with it, awww shit it Now y'all done did it, supper y'all come get it Now who 'gon stop me block me pop lock me me Jamaica posse most Haile Selassie Allah willin, another boy killin I'm hot bitch I don't cold or catch feelings The be the ghetto youth And Def Jam y'all know the Meth Man take of his fam what y'all better do Examine our we plannin to win Worldwide tell the people we be jammin [Verse 2: Make way for Hammond Got more hoes grand canyon I, dig 'em out tie 'em up for randsome I, shoot at feet make you start dancin I'm pissin on your picnics ya campin Doctor got the ziplock from When the zig zag roll I'll rip your zip Got bitches up off the hypno I tip toe, then wait till they over (There I go) money I got a mo ped in sittin on twenties (Blaow!) out, guns in the air (Blaow!) Selecta in the air No Belvedere it's Tiger Bone to get it dread right or wrong I'm a sinner, winner of the swimmers Eat dinner, in front of Bob pin up Redman] I don't care about your bling bling Over we let them things ring BLAOW!!! Give it to me BLAOW!!! it to me BLAOW!!! it up BLAOW!!! give it up I care about your bling bling bling Over here we let them ring BLAOW!!! Give it to me BLAOW!!! One BLAOW!!! give it to me BLAOW!!! it up [Verse 3: "Jr. Gong" Marley] I neva wonda why so much reach ya And dem a how so much conquer feature Blunt dem so big a must a Bunny Bob and Teach it like a teacher preach it a preacher Put you in a couldn't style mi up plus no under achieve Gimme di rizla di blunt and a sensimillia Gimme di chunks gimme di cup and a senorita Jr. Gong di a trouble when mi reach ya DJ fi fi fan dem inna Grandtsand and di Jumpin off on di metah , you best yah a smell skunk and couldn't get mi neitha Well ever a likkle ghetto yute dem get di crippled So mi know seh babylon dem a go get a when we hear some politician trippin When a di big ting promote I'm right wid di clip in So just smile now yuh yuh likkle flippin lippin Got a big forty it's trigga finga lickin Then mi buck up yuh face so far yuh don't know what's Dem wonderin how yuh get so slim like yuh fat and go gym Get mi girl inna mi cabin and mi cabin It is dappin slappin it is non stoppin Hey! No caan cook inna mi kitchen If a gal try dat she's a dead Well woman a off mi pants stitchen Natty dreadlocks inna di benz and have recline If a nuh like dat him may end up missin Rastafari dun tell yuh but yuh don't Marley] Play this song on your fuckin radio, play this song on your fuckin